Xiao Meng stared blankly at the bottom of the hourglass, the childish doodles seemingly infused with some kind of magic, pulling her back to her carefree childhood. The pigtails, Sunshine, and that which was entwined in chains—why was Sunshine bound by chains?
The sudden shift in imagery was faster than a Sichuan opera face change! Before she could react, the chains in the doodle began to twist and writhe like black venomous snakes, tightening around Sunshine's body.
Xiao Meng's heart jolted, an inexplicable sense of suffocation washing over her. Suddenly, tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the doodle, resembling parched earth splitting apart. From within those cracks came a chilling mechanical laughter, sharp and grating like nails scraping against a blackboard, sending shivers down her spine.
"Hehehe... now, choose whom to save?" The sinister voice of Black-hearted Grandpa emerged from the fissures, as if whispered by a demon from hell.
A chill shot up Xiao Meng's spine, goosebumps erupting all over her body. This old man truly was a persistent ghost! What did he want? Was he playing an escape room game? With a multiple-choice question no less!
Instinctively, she glanced at Erin's mechanical limb; that cold metallic arm still clutched her ankle tightly, like a claw from the abyss trying to drag her into endless darkness.
Just as Xiao Meng's fingertips brushed against Erin's severed limb, the hourglass suddenly shook violently, like an old tractor sputtering out black smoke. Immediately after, a powerful suction pulled her in, distorting and blurring everything before her eyes.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself in an unfamiliar room. The space was cluttered with various mechanical parts—gears, screws, wires—scattered chaotically across the floor like a junkyard.
"What is this place?" Xiao Meng asked in confusion, feeling as if her mind was struggling to keep up. This plot twist was more incomprehensible than quantum mechanics!
Suddenly, a painting on the wall caught her attention. It was a childlike drawing made with crayons, vibrant and full of innocence. The picture depicted a maze; at its entrance stood a little girl with pigtails, while at the exit was a small house adorned with the Herb logo.
Wait, this maze... why does it feel so familiar?
As Xiao Meng took a closer look, a sudden realization struck her.
Isn’t this the "Genius Children's Training Camp" of Black-hearted Grandpa?
And that little girl... isn’t she herself?
The exit of the maze, that small house marked with the Herb logo... isn’t that the Herb Shop Cellar where Qingmei Erin disappeared?!
Xiao Meng's heart raced, a wave of indescribable fear washing over her.
Could it be... that Sunshine already knew about Black-hearted Grandpa's scheme?
Did he create this painting to show her the escape route?
Just then, the hourglass shook again, and everything before her twisted and blurred once more.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself back in the original place.
Erin's mechanical remnants still clutched her ankle, and Black-hearted Grandpa's mechanical laughter echoed in her ears.
"Hehehe... make your choice, Xiao Meng. Will you save your Childhood Sweetheart or your... fiancé?"
Xiao Meng felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart tightly, making it hard for her to breathe.
This choice... is too cruel!
She took a deep breath, trying to keep herself calm.
No, she couldn’t panic!
There must be a way, there has to be...
Suddenly, she remembered Chen the Blacksmith's words: "The ancient books spontaneously combust... it's a purification process!"
Purification process... could it be...?
Xiao Meng's gaze fell on the burning ancient books on the shelf.
Those ancient texts were still blazing fiercely, their pages fluttering in the air like fiery red butterflies.
Suddenly, several burning pages pieced together in mid-air to form a blurred Witch Script.
"Time... flows backward... three lives..."
"Three lives..." Xiao Meng murmured, a bold idea suddenly flashing through her mind.
She abruptly raised her head and looked at Black-hearted Grandpa, her eyes shining with determination.
"I choose..."
"Susi! Your Mechanical Arm!" Chen the Blacksmith suddenly shouted, his voice filled with terror.
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